Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

The sun is sloping westward, and the dusky afterglow shines on the lecture hall.

The selected and unselected candidates disperse.

Or find a place to drink and celebrate, or prepare to come back next year.

Wu Juren's fame is not so easy to earn.

There are millions of people in the two cities inside and outside Tianjing. How many people are practicing martial arts?

There are a total of 36 places, and there is no housekeeping skills, how can I represent this workshop to participate in the competition.

"Xu Xian, this little man sees profit and forgets his life. He doesn't have a long-term vision. He knows that the surnamed Lin is a mean and unkind person, but he is still willing to be a dog's leg.

He had a broken leg. With such deep hatred, he must go back to return to Lin Lu and order me to be arrested. "

Ji Yuan thought to himself.

He now has a wooden shield for the candidates of the martial arts hall, unless he commits a serious crime such as collaborating with the enemy, treason, and rebellion.

It must be handed over to the three judicial divisions or Heilongtai for trial.

Otherwise, you can see the court-ordered officials below the fourth rank without bowing, let alone shackles and shackles.

This is the benefit of fame.

The reason why the sage made such a rule is because he thought that there would be a way out for the warriors in the world.

He was not persecuted by corrupt officials, so he was forced to be helpless, and he became a strong gangster who gathered in the mountains and forests.

"In the ten thousand years of Xuanzhou, there has only been a sage, the emperor in plain clothes, from beggars and monks to today's supreme human beings in the world and the suppression center.

I heard that the sage did not succumb to the cruel rule of the Baiman Dynasty, so he raised the flag of rebellion and called the rebel army. "

Ji Yuan has an inexplicable sense of sight towards the sage master who conquered the north from the south and pacified the world.

"If the surname was Zhu, it would be more like it."

Today's grand scene, dominates thirty-nine prefectures.

The sage has been in retreat for twenty years.

The power of the state and government is all in the hands of the prince, and there are several vassal kings who guard a place.

"Obviously it's a prosperous age of fire and cooking oil, and the country is as strong as an iron barrel, but how could Jiubian Military Town rot like that?"

Ji Yuan shook his head, shaking off the extra distracting thoughts.

As soon as he stepped out of the gate of the outer courtyard, he was stopped by a rough voice from behind:

"Ji Jiuro, does your family live in Tai'anfang?"

Ji Yuan turned around and saw that it was the burly and majestic instructor Wei.

He nodded and cupped his hands:

"Returning to the teacher, I rented a house in Nanmen Hutong."

Before Ji Yuan's hair was tied, he lived with his second uncle.

However, he later entered the Fusi Division of Beizhen to make up for the lack of Tiqi.

With a salary, I simply moved out and lived alone.

"A certain family remembers that there was a good dog meat restaurant in that place, so let's go there together?"

Coach Wei's tone was a little stiff, and it seemed that he was not very good at doing things like this to show closeness and win over relationships.

"Then it's up to me to do it. It's been freezing cold for a while, and I'm about to eat something good to warm my body and revitalize my blood!"

Ji Yuan smiled slightly, giving face very much.

Whether in the past or in this life, his behavior has always been like this.

People respect me one foot, and I respect others ten feet!

"I see what is written in your register, is it from Liaodong?"

Instructor Wei, dressed in a brocade robe, looks like an iron tower, full of power.

"My father is from Jingquan County, East Liaoning. He grew up by the Wuding River. At the age of thirteen, he was drafted into the army and took root in the military town. Later, he and his second uncle entered the He Rulong garrison as a scout..."

Ji Yuan has memorized these contents to the point of being thoroughly familiar. After all, memorizing identity information is the basic skill of undercover agents.

"It's not easy, it's not easy! The place in Liaodong is bitterly cold, and I used to guard Shuofeng Pass with Governor Tan Wenying, where day and night alternate, and the temperature difference is huge.

It is like a steamer during the day, and once it falls into the night, the breath turns into ice.

I've seen a new recruit who almost froze his crotch when he went out to pee..."

Knowing that Ji Yuan was from a military household and that his father sacrificed loyally for Beizhen Fusi, Teacher Wei's eyes softened and his appreciation became stronger.

"I heard that Chuanyun Mountain and Qingtianhai in Liaodong are more tragic than Shuofengguan, and the remnants of the Baiman Dynasty gather, and they are already old soldiers if they can survive for two years.

You can come from such a Shura field, others can't imagine it, but I can guess a few points. "

Ji Yuan didn't experience it personally, so he could only say lightly:

"Just a little bit of wind and frost."

This answer immediately made Wei Jiao head impressed.

You must know that the popularity of young people is high, and if you suffer a little, you can't wait for the world to know.

A stoic character like Ji Yuan who can hide his thoughts is rare.

"It's really pure gold and jade, it's worth cultivating well!"

Instructor Wei applauded in his heart, but did not say it explicitly.

The two walked side by side, walking very fast, and came to the dog meat restaurant.

Just pick a seat and sit down, the charcoal basin casserole, the heat is bubbling up, and the tempting meaty aroma is straight into the nose.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Coach Wei finally got to the point:

"Jiulang, have you ever thought about enlisting in the army? The blood is like a tiger, and it is reinforced with iron bones. It is also a top-notch talent in Jiubian, where the seeds of the military are frequent.

To tell you the truth, I was under the command of the Great Governor Tan Wenying, and I was a guerrilla general. Later, my foundation was damaged, my qi and blood were weakened, and it was difficult for me to make any progress in martial arts. That’s why I followed the arrangement of the Ministry of War and became a teacher in the martial arts hall. "

Was it a wounded soldier?

Ji Yuan raised an eyebrow.

The two cities inside and outside Tianjing are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and you can meet powerful characters at any time.

The original body is not proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he is very interested in those famous martial arts masters.

Shen Haishi didn't know who it was, but Tan Wenying was famous.

At the age of 30, he was a first-rank officer of the current dynasty who entered the five army governor's mansion.

Among the seventeen or eight great masters of Jing Chaoyuan, he probably ranks in the top eight.

One-handed killing swordsmanship, extremely amazing accomplishments.

Once in Aotouji, Beihai, he beheaded the thousand-year-old dragon that caused the storm.

Ranked tenth in Qin Tianjian's Mountains and Rivers List, and is known as the gatekeeper of the master realm.

"Today you are a blockbuster, it won't be long before Tai'anfang, or the entire outer city will know about Ji Jiulang.

In my martial arts hall alone, there are Zhao Tong, the son of the Hu Ben army captain, Zheng Yuluo, the assistant officer of the Prince's East Palace, and Yang Xiu, the adopted son of Liang Guogong's family, who was born with the care of the wolf... all of them. They all come for fame.

This is a Qingyun road. If you have a reputation in martial arts, enlisting in the army is a commander, and it is easier to get promoted and gain military exploits. But without this level of identity, even the cronies of His Royal Highness the Prince have to obediently start as pawns.

If you can win the champion of Wu, not to mention, the Marquis of Wu, the prince of the state, the king of the vassal, you can choose the family of each family, and from then on, they will soar to the sky! "

Teacher Wei drank all the three altars of Jiannan to burn spring, which was a little drunk.

He looked at Ji Yuan's expressionless face and sighed:

"Kurou, your roots are very good, there is no doubt about that.

But Wuju is already a hunting ground for Zhong Xungui, they don't need to cheat, let alone leak questions.

Born to take big medicine, regulate qi and blood, cultivate muscles and bones, and other martial arts inheritance, it is enough to throw the poor and the poor.

Moreover, if someone comes forward, it will suppress the limelight of Jiang Zhongxungui.

They will definitely unanimously eliminate it. This is a silent tacit understanding, and it is also a lesson from the victory of General Zong nineteen years ago. "

Ji Yuan frowned slightly, he knew that Zong Pingnan was the champion of Wu nineteen years ago.

The great general who came from a poor family participated in the competition, killed and injured a number of generals, and won the championship.

I heard that the nobles in the cabinet finally took a fancy to him, so that he could avoid retribution.

"General Zong was held in Zhaoyao Mountain by Duke Liang, and after 20 years of hard work, he was finally promoted to Grand Master, and then he was sealed as a general, holding power and guarding one side.

So, Kuro, if you really have big ambitions, you might as well join the army.

A certain family can write a letter of recommendation for you, Tan Wenying is a high-ranking governor, and if he gets his green eyes, he will not be inferior to martial arts. "

Coach Wei's eyes were bright and he patiently waited for Ji Yuan's reply.

He really cherishes talents, otherwise he wouldn't be able to talk deeply and talk about such a long story.

Daming Palace, Tianjing City.

It is the central place for the powerful to fiddle with the situation, and it is destined to have a hard time in the early days.

How many heroes have smashed their halberds and sunk into the sand here, and they are completely helpless.

The soup in the casserole is milky white and bubbling.

Ji Yuan stared at the fragrant meat that was flipping, and remained silent.

After a while, he shook his head and said:

"Thank you for the kindness of the teacher, but please forgive the arrogance of the younger generation and cannot agree.

My father killed the bandits and cut off seventeen heads before leaving Liaodong, in exchange for a small flag of the Beizhen Fusi Division. I was the only one left in the family who died, in exchange for a hundred households.

As the instructor said, this journey...it's not easy, so I can't go back.

No matter whether you are a general or a noble, you have to fight before you know who is strong or weak.

The fame of a man should be taken from the knife! "